If the drum Octavir is a woman he met in a brothel, then Tang Jie will not hesitate to hug her at this time and have a good time with her, even if Octavier shouts the names of other men, Tang Jie will not ignore the peerless food delivered to the door. [Ran^Text^Library] []

But Octavir's name is: Athoth.

More than 100 years ago, the pirate king who dominated the seven seas and set off a storm in the sky!

She is the woman of the legendary Pirate King more than a hundred years ago......

She is such a bewitching goblin, more than a hundred years have passed, and the years have not left a trace on her body, but the man she loves has long been lost in the sea, and she is ignorant, still waiting for his return.

Octavier really looked like crazy, she kissed Tang Jie desperately, her hands caressed his strong body, brushed his well-developed pecs, strong abs, and then slid towards his lower abdomen.

Tang Jie's vital point was lightly touched by a soft and boneless hand, and he was suddenly full of excitement, and pushed Octavier away with both hands!

He suddenly had a feeling of anger and shame!

Tang Jie suddenly thought of the scene when he first met Barr and Nia, who both dreamed of becoming the Pirate King and becoming the replacement of Athos.

Even he himself is no exception!

Tang Jie found himself following in the footsteps of the legendary pirate king, as if he was copying his legendary story, but he could tolerate it.

Legendary predecessors are used to pursue and then surpass.

But what Tang Jie can't tolerate is such a woman who makes his mouth dry, such a woman who chases him and wants to have fun with him, just to verify whether he is Athos or not......

Darn!

I am who I am!!

I am Tang Jie, from another world, I am unique!!

Tang Jie looked at Octavier, whose face was full of surprise, and roared angrily: "I say it again, I'm not that damn Athoth! Don't treat me as a substitute for him, bastard!"

Octavir was frightened by Tang Jie's sudden outburst of thunderous rage, she trembled all over, almost shrunk into a ball, and what made her even more desperate was what Tang Jie said.

Isn't he really Athos?

Did I really recognize the wrong person?

Could it be that even Geralt Reid gets it wrong?

Octavier's face was on the verge of collapse, and like a deranged madman, she muttered to herself, she couldn't bear the result of waiting for more than a hundred years, and then everything came to naught: "This can't be, this is absolutely impossible." Somewhere got to be wrong, Geralt Reid couldn't be wrong! Yes, there must be somewhere. ”

Tang Jie looked at her expression of sadness, pain, pathos, despair and other emotions mixed together, and he himself seemed to empathize.

When a peerless beauty like Octavil is sad and desperate, crying silently, even an iron man can't resist the sadness she conveys.

Tang Jie's anger just subsided, he sighed, and asked, "Who are you talking about Geralt Reed, and why is he absolutely not wrong?"

Octavir raised his head, his eyes still closed, his slender eyelashes trembling slightly: "Geralt is Athoth's most powerful subordinate, he is one of the strongest people in the world, and he is also a magician who is proficient in prophecy. What he predicted could never be wrong!"

Tang Jie looked at Octavir's exquisite face and sighed softly, "Listen, Octavir. I don't know why you were sealed and imprisoned in this place, and I don't know why you sang to lure countless passers-by on the sea to die in you. I just want to tell you one thing: Athos is dead!"

"What did you say!!"

Octavir suddenly raised her eyebrows, her face was gloomy to the extreme, and she instantly released an extremely terrifying force from her body!

This force shook the reef and islands under Tang Jie's feet, and the sky seemed to be hazy and there was no sunshine in an instant!

The woman who was crying in despair just now is gone, and now there is only a woman who is crazy because of anger and despair!

The air was trembling, Octavir's long blonde hair was windless, and the constant release of coercion from her body made her look like an invincible god at this moment!

"Athos is invincible, how could he die!!"

Octavir's voice shook the sky, tearing the clouds apart, and even the sea stirred with it, tumbling into bursts of fierce waves that hit the island!

Tang Jie was instantly overwhelmed by this force!

Is this the power of God?

The power of man cannot be compared to the power of God!

His knees went limp, and his body almost fell limply in front of this overwhelming force.

But he didn't, he was a man who would rather bend than bend!

Tang Jie endured this huge coercion, raised his eyebrows like a sword halberd, and said coldly without showing weakness: "Atos has been dead for more than a hundred years, don't you know?"

"What?"

Octavir was as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt, his whole body shook violently, and his face turned pale in an instant: "You are lying, you are lying! You despicable and shameless villain, do you dare to swear in front of Tila the god of the sea and Raphael, the god of the sky?"

Tang Jie sneered and said, "I can't bring Athos back to life if I swear or not, if you don't believe me, you can ask anyone here!"

As he spoke, Tang Jie pointed to the sailors and pirates on the island who had been lured by Octavir's singing, and when Tang Jie shattered the Niradils magic array, they were stunned by the tremendous power of the magic array.

Octavir unconsciously took two steps back, the power of her body dissipated cleanly, and she laughed miserably: "Athos, he ...... Is he really dead? How did he die?"

Tang Jie said in a deep voice: "He died in the encirclement and suppression of the whole world, and he died in the betrayal of all his subordinates. But even if he was the only one left, he still bravely and fearlessly faced the cannon fire in the sky and continued to move forward. Yes, Octavier, I feel sorry for you, he is indeed dead, dead for more than a hundred years. ”

Octavir smiled, poignant: "I've been waiting here for more than a hundred years?"

Tang Jie was silent and did not speak.

For a hundred springs, summers, autumns and winters, on this small island, a person looking up at the sea, what kind of loneliness and loneliness is this?

Tang Jie had a lot of questions in his heart that he wanted to ask Octavier, why was she here?

How did she and Athos meet, and how did they separate?

Why is she waiting for Athos here?

Who is she, or what race is she, and why can she change from the appearance of a mermaid to such a peerless beauty who has captivated the city and the country now?

But Tang Jie knew in his heart that now was not the time to ask these questions, it would be too abrupt and beautiful.

Tang Jie nodded: "Yes, it's more than a hundred years." ”

"When he left me, he used to tell me that he liked to hear me sing the most. So here I am singing and waiting for him. I knew that if he heard my singing on the sea, he would come to me......" Octavier said in a soft and mournful voice, "but I didn't expect that this would be more than a hundred years. ”

turned a tender feeling into more than a hundred years of waiting, and in these long years, she didn't even feel the flow of time.

What kind of shocking infatuation is this?

Tang Jie looked at Octavier with a strange gaze, his eyes were still this beautiful face, still this naked and seductive**, but there was no trace of ** in his eyes at this time, only sighs and sympathy.

"Don't sing it again...... Even if Athos liked to hear it, he couldn't hear it. Tang Jie's voice paused, he looked at the white bones piled up around him, and sighed: "How many innocent pedestrians on the sea have been killed by your infatuation!"

Octavier didn't seem to hear Tang Jie's words, she was silent, as if she was a little distracted.

In her opinion, even if the people of the world are combined, they are not as precious as Athos alone.

Now that Athos is dead, what should I do?

Octavir suddenly began to hate the man for telling her the truth.

If he lied to her, then she could treat him as Athos, she would not despair, she would not be sad, she would not be in pain, all the sorrow would be far away from her, she would smile at him like a blooming rose, she would serve him like a wife.

But he didn't......

So, she fell into the abyss, struggling in a painful hell.

Octavir couldn't help but think, "How nice it would have been if he had deceived me just now......

As soon as this thought came to him, Octavier suddenly thought: Could he really be lying to me just now?

He obviously looks like Athos, his breath and voice are the same, and Geralt also said that only Athos can save me!

This chain of signs of agreement cannot be all wrong!

There must be something in this that I don't know!

I don't believe that Athos is dead, I prefer to believe that he is Athos, it's just that he doesn't know his true identity!

Octavir suddenly raised her head, the sad look on her face gradually disappeared, and she said to Tang Jie, "Will you leave here?"

Tang Jie smiled bitterly: "If you don't leave here, will you become a white bone fossil and prepare to sit and ascend to heaven?"

Octavir obviously didn't understand Tang Jie's humor, the expression on her face didn't change at all, she was silent for a while, and then asked, "Where are you going?"

Tang Jie looked at Octavier: "I'm going to the magic capital, Mosanbik." ”

Octavir asked slowly, "Can I go with you?"